Category Archives: nocturno

I’m nothing and I don’t expect anything. Maybe one day, just one day like all the other frustrating days, I’ll go to sleep, covered by the silent and dark loneliness, and I will simply wake up with the smell of … Seguir leyendo →

He soñado que era temporada de mandarinas. Y qué paseábamos entre los árboles cogidos de la mano.